Chapter 3

Steven's Pov

My mouth curled into an amusing smile as I watched the lady gulped down glasses of liquor. I had tried to stop her but she told me that she needed some liquor to quench the sadness and pain she was feeling inside her. And now, she was hammered.

Everything about her captivated me, apart from her being beautiful and pretty, she had a carefree spirit. I had never felt such a strong attraction to any woman like this before, I was totally drawn into her.

After rescuing her from her clingy boyfriend, or whoever he was. We had ended up in at the hotel bar. Without a word, she ordered a drink, gulped down the whole glass, and then ordered another. And in a short period of time she had finished two bottles.

I wasn't the type of man to pry into other's business, yet I couldn't help the curiosity that was eating me up. What had driven her to drink like this?

“Why the binge drinking?" I asked, staring at her intently. “What happened?" I added softly. I didn't know why I was acting this way, it was hard to explain. The suddenly emotions that was I was feeling was eating up me rapidly.

Then slowly she turned to me for the first that we got there, her bright blue eyes locked on mine and I felt a tingle inside me. I swallowed hard as I took in her beauty; she was goddess.

“I don't know why I deserve this?" She whispered. “I am curious on why both of them would hurt me this deeply, when all I ever done is love them. I love him, so why would he do this to me?"

I didn't know what she was talking about, but I could guess what was going on. Maybe her boyfriend cheated on her. That's how it always end in relationships, either of you would get hurt eventually, and that's why I didn't fancy it. I didn't want to be the one hurting, and I would rather take girls ever night than be in a relationship.

“Tell me," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. I watched as tears welled up in her eyes and my heart ached. “What should I do? I loved them so much. Should I just leave them and let them live their happy life? Anyway I will be leaving soon." She added, and something shifted inside me. I felt a pang of sympathy.

What's wrong with me? Why was I feeling this way? I didn't know who she is, yet I felt hurt for her? What's happening to me?

“Why are you so worried about them when they are not worthy of your love and trust?" I asked, even though I didn't know what she was talking about, but still wanted to console her.

“I should be worried, I mean I am supposed to be worried." She said, her voice trembling. “They are the only people I got, and I loved them so much."

“Why don't you give up on them already, they hurt you, aren't you mad at them?" I asked, wondering how someone could be this forgiving and soft-hearted.

“I am, but still I think I should forgive them." She said, then burst into a cry. “It hurts, it hurts so much but I don't know what to do." She cried, causing my heart to sink.

I didn't know what to do, this kind of thing was new to me. I never consoled anyone ever in my life, that's because I lived my life minding my own business. But why was I meddling in hers? Shouldn't I just leave here and go my own way?

I sighed frustratedly, seeing her crying really bothered me. And this attraction I felt towards her was really driving me crazy.

Without me knowing, my hand reached her face and I gently tuck strands of her hair covering her face behind her ear.

“You should let go of your love for them." I said, fixing my gaze on her.

She raised her head and her innocent blue eyes locked with mine. At that moment, it felt like the world had come to a halt, I stared at her longer then expected and I became mesmerized by them.

Then I saw as her mouth spread into a smile, her eyes blinked slowly, it was a beautiful sight, tempting me more.

“You are a very handsome man." She said, and her compliment sent a shiver down my spine.

Although it wasn't the first time I would be hearing that, but hearing it from her made it sound more than just a compliment.

“I want to kiss you," she whispered, her hand caressing my face, causing a wave of warmth to ran through me.

I too wanted to kiss her, badly, but I didn't want it to look like I was taking the advantage of her when she was already drunk.

“You are drunk, you need to go home now." I said, standing from the stool I was sitting on.

“No, I want to spend the night with you." She confessed, making my body to react instinctively to her words, and the urge to devour her intensified.

Before I could say anything, her mouth landed on mine, forcing her way into my mouth. And my sense went numb, and before I could think of anything I kissed her back. The kiss was too passionate to end so early, it was gentle and sweet; it was the best kiss I ever had.

The kiss lasted for some minutes before we broke apart and gazed at each other lustfully.

“Why don't you two just get a room already, I can order one for you." The bartender's voice cut through the air.

“We would love one," she replied to my astonishment.